Farewell to the glory
and the death-times
and the angel minds
and the Brooklyn vibes
(she had softness inside the
softness of her curls)

It's just the ghost parade
(i can't watch it)
you can't leave it

We have to run these times
dream these lives

(dream our way alive
through the times

face the darkness of
the cave

dance into the stream of
bullets

paint masterpieces with sunlight
blood, spit
hunger)

You are the source
you are the pain
you are the freedom

Trip Christmas
star-life winds
through the storms

(integrate/disintegrate)

DNA-fake
Gender-Dyad
(sweet pain of the
strand)

Takin my underground
underground

(you see we died on the
mountains one a those times
came alive in ever-after
all alone in our
minds)

MY BROTHER KNOWS THE WAY OF THE TRIBE



I will give the fire
(no first born son)

Yes I will give my own
fire

(let the tribe that flies the
skies
Smoke my bones)

Bring the rest to PUNE
(where my soul is always home,
Pune, where my soul will always
roam)

Your self
is just a dream
(there is no one)

You are the master
only this

Good-morning Heaven
Good-morning Forever

(Good-morning Christmas)
Good-morning to the fantasy
(The one better than my best
fantasies)

Angel space
we hide

(each others' dreams
come alive)

We saw the
truth in each other
(truth speaks louder
than words)

Louder than law

When we flew into
ever togther
(I knew it was you
I'd been moving backwards
in time
to find)

Crazed Warriors
Burning through
world after world

(that thing about riding off
the cliff...
were you serious)

Of course we would not stay in
the vehicle

Just watch it fly off into
never

We have these lives
(intertwined)

spirits careening...

What if we flew
too close to the sun
and came back golden

This is the power
This is the moment
This is the freedom

Give me these realities for
Fire

Fuel my dreams
Feed this universe

She is a gentle rose
this one
gentle and fierce

(she has the fire of my name
 written inside)

We are masters
who've lost our
way

(forgotten to listen to
spirits of the forest)

The golden dream of our ancestors
(primeval longing for a perfect
birth)

Some of the realities I've created
(...fhoooo,  I mean...
Is this guy crazy)

Crazy like a fox
like a snake
like an eagle

(shake your money-bones)

I mean
(shake your dream maker)
upside down and side-ways

So what do you think of this poetry
(maybe it takes you somewhere I have
never traveled)

Inside of a dream I never imagined
(If I could show you the crumbling cities
and the ecstasy behind the bubonic mists
(mists of decay)
Primeval cultures persisting
(inked into our faces, etched
with the wicked histories of heathens
and flesh-eaters)

We could have grown wings by now
(are you fierce and hungry
fiery and angel-dangerous)

Whenever we
take our....

I mean she wanted to
show me something...

(I'm a beleiver
now even though
we never dreamed
(I mean we did dream
but we never expected
to make a dream like this)
what this kind of ecstasy...)


Why would I even think twice
about her...

Miracle time
(in your eyes)
to hold an angel

I remember to forget
sometimes
(about the inside and the outside
about you and me and time)

About the length of the ride
(these are moments beyond moments
movement of only stillness)

Or even try to unknow the meaning
undream the teaming dreams of
rivering into the
awesomeness

Love inside
the infinite field
locked away in
each of us

My answer for you
is whatever you breathe
inside for me

We're here
to ride out
the death times

(driving aliveness from
our bones into the next
life)

It's time for you
to ride with me

Flyer of night skies
promise us your poetry
(your wealth of golden lives)

Dream-rich earth-king
goddess sadness of
our heart-times
march on cloud machines
tree-lover
mountain-friend

rock whisperer
water worshipper
(love drinker
potion wielder
law-breaker
future-shifter
space-bender)

We ask for your music
and true riches
(soul money and
beauty reciever
she ached like a princess
and loved like an
angel)

Just start bangin' magic
(If the world were
just a dream
what would you do)

Pune-times
dark crush of midnight-mist-
smoke rides

(monkey free in pre-historic-vibe
20th century failure
eats away at the flawed-infrastructure
of an abandoned empire

Asia-goddess with your Western
poisons
(it was the Parisian girls and
the Turkish girls and the Brazilians
by the poolside

it was the pyramids and the music drilling through the wholes
in our minds and the elephant riders and the broken brown beggars
and the dogs torn to shreds and the love in the eyes of everyone
and the children running ragged and the skies a portal right into
our souls and the dirt swirling into everything and the powdered dung
infiltrating all-things, and the cheap-dirty-roadside-chai and the German girls and the Italian girls and the Israelis playing their guitars

(and the masters, sitting, drinking, smoking 
eating with us, talking
with us
as if we were one of
them)

I don't have
a system for the system
no game for the game

Shamanistic types
(edged out beyond
the beyond)

It don't cost much
to live the P-O-E-T-RY
life

(just take every chance
ya see)

Fear nothing
(stay away from the straight-
path)

Fly high
Burn bright

Just a few words
(Lightning in your
soul)

Can change the entire
universe

My Guardians
never leave me

(higher and higher
we fly)

Welcoming
the Spirit Guides

(I look to the sky)

The honey
(of us blending)

Probably already noticed
I write my own book

I Can't have
any sadness
with you

your wings
shine too bright
for me

Flow with the river
I am

Move with wings
deeper

Let the power
flow with you

She came to me in a
dream again last night

(my sweet angel)

Just one glimpse
in the middle of a dream
can sustain me a lifetime

I been free before you
were born

I'll be free after you
Die

The truth
is fire

(few can stand the flames)
You think followin' the law
is the right thing?

You think followin' your boss
is the right thing?

Hangin up Christmas lights
like the neighbors?

(the truth has to burn
in your heart)

Ain't nobody
gonna burn this
house down
(this is god's house)

Walk the righteous path
of light
Those who stand against
the truth will be smote
down by the

Hand of justice
(it's not in my hands)
I walk with glory

Humbly,
Boldly

You think you know this
warrior of light?
You think you can
Ride?

Stay on the righteous path
my friend
(the path that leads
to yourself)

it's just crunchy
and dirty sometimes
bending and screaming
(stratocaster cries)

Me and the boys
strummin them chords
somebody moans the vocals
somethin about a woman

(maybe she done ya wrong
maybe she rocked your world)

Buzz of the amplifiers
Damp microphones ache
for the truth to break
free

Go deep inside
past the fear
past the ghosts of yesterday

(sea of shinning love)

Give me the strength
to soldier on
fight for the weak
(love the strong)

(She is the kind of
Angel)
that changes
everything

Silent reprieve
inside the poetry
(true love)

Deep inside the cave
we meet
(we must be
one and the same)

Love yourself
Free  yourself

WAS TALKIN TO THIS OLD BIKER...

And he said,

"Well I always liked the open
road, and
I've had a bike every year
of my life,
I used to live in tents and shit
so I could own a bike"

(He also loved 45's,
and said he never bothered
nobody, unless they bothered
him first)

When I asked him about love
(he looked into me, with eyes
so clear they caught me by suprise)

He said,

"love is somethin ya gotta
figure out inside yourself
son"

I'm a freeborn man
(I heard that in an
Outlaws' song)

We create this reality
(created you right into
my arms

So we could work this
thing out
forever)

Drawn to my meditation
in the peace she will come
(a dove landing
in the paradise
we created)

she softly blankets
my mind
like the first dusting
of snow

We didn't have space
for the space

(no time for the
time)

Way she made smooth
over-glide

Pre-ride
Sun-flight
moon-mind

You wanna ride the edge
(heard you kinda like
the edge)

In and out of the oneness
our TIME-MINDS
are not what you think

(magic, wishes,
yes they are real,
yes they are true)

You control everything
God controls everything

it's all changing
nothing is ever the same
nothing can be predicted
it all turns out exactly the way
we want it to

Yes I think this
world probably is made
of
YES and LOVE

(and everything is moving from
one to the other

Vibrating in and out of
the shine)

She created this
space for us
(Yes I know the
Goddess

How else could I
have gone this way)

The riders
of dreams
from the edge

(these are my brothers,
always have been)

She came to me in a dream
again
Shared the truth
(hidden in numbers
allowing me to decipher things
so easily)

These dreams keep believing
in me
These dreams keep finding
me

(angels following me everywhere)

We had to ask why
(started with the early
shamans, maybe
40-100 thousand years
ago,

maybe a million or two
in their primeval forests
reaching for the intangible
inexorably moved by the
distant light of burning hydrogen
masses beyond their comprehension)

Your song is already playing
(move to its rythm
don't ask the DJ

What time it is
(there is no time,
only alivness,
movement
synchronicity)

She don't know the answer
cuz it's in the motion
it don't make sense
it just makes
Love)

The Magic
interaction
dances
at our fingertips

(it comes from deep inside
freedom to be alive)

This life is just a
Fly-by

(I like the ones
ain't afraid to die)

out on the edge

(it's where the beautiful
creatures are)

Only everything to win
(these worlds are all mine)
I can only die again stronger
(and come to life more beautiful
than ever)

TIME-RIDERS
ENTER MY NOW
IT'S JUST THIS ONCE
THIS FLEETING INFINITY

(WE ARE THE TASTE OF
ECSTASY)

So I notice this angel...
looking over my shoulder
reading poetry

(and I'm like...
WOW)

Did you ever build a fantasy
(search for it your whole life)

and then have the real thing
(double the power of
your dream)

Walk right through your door?

We are not built to
let go

(the control-flow)

Love-blood

(consume me angel
consume me)

I think she finally
found me

ten plus ten

What if we understood
the time flux
(and what is happening while
we circle the sun

Flow like chaos through
these days and continents

I think my time-stopped
in Asia (or maybe turned back on
itself)

We are warriors circling ourselves
all worlds, concentrated,
on this infinite moment)

Who realizes
what this time-storm
we are all riding
is

I heard the owl screeching
outside my window
in the night again

he has chosen me
for something

We made it (angel)
past the fear
past the pain

(that's how we ended up
face to face)

Two miracles

Don't worry about
paying the interest on
the interest
they ain't gonna break yo
legs till the chicken
hits the finish

(stoop down low
bring up the money
the bitch don't know
da difference between
the sting and the
honey)

Went down town
after they dropped the bomb
ain't gonna clean it up
cuz everybody gone
got mine goin
hobo shine
my shitz straight
so ain't nothing wrong

"Gotta have love for the Hustle
or you ain't lastin long
don't wanna sneak up on me
less you wanna be in the next
song"

Let the money be the money
(rivers right through me)

Let the Goddess come home
(she only knew me
after I showed her where
the eyes of her soul
were)

My only problem is
I never let the world
get in the way of my
freedom

(My only freedom is I never
let the problem get in the
way of my
world)

Distance
Heat
Presence

(Must be some
kind of Magic
that
draws us)

On a day when
all others give thanks

I rejoice that
each hour of
each day is an immense
celebration of gratitude

Who is this lover of
poetry

(the one who lives with
such intensity

What brings you to his
door)

He must see something
very beautiful
moving inside of you

She was so
underground
we had to go
astral

no name
just the song,
of the sound

Days of women
and Poetry
We satisfied our lust
for the highway

(machines wait
glistening
by the roadside)

Goddess Attraction
(spent our lives
stumbling)

days of ecstasy
riding broken streets
of paradise

(she shot poetry
out of her eyes
(never said much)
wrapped around me
like a dream)

Those Western girls
shined so fine in
dirt world magic

I'm not crazy
(I'm just free)

Feel the Fire
(Taste the Ecstasy)

 ATHENIAN


Beamed into your
heart,
out of all the frequencies
she tunes to you

(you see the
gentleness of
the war goddess
shining)

Your scales and measures
won't work here

This is a temple
for only the fearless

Those ready to rise
(Do you see the folly of
judging Icarus)

(ecstasy cannot be quantified)

TAKE TIME

I.

Have you taken
TIME
(as if you would live
forever)

To write poetry
and drink coffee

Time to be with your lover
without the thought of anything

(have you taken just a few
years
to go to Asia
and sit for some time
with the masters)

II.

Just once have you spent
more money than you had
on a beautiful machine

and gone riding,
allowing weekends to stretch
into weeks

Lost with an angel who feeds
you only love
(let everything go to ride through
the Indian-Summer)

III.

Then after years in Asia/Europe
did you come home

(knowing India is your mother-goddess
and that when you die you would like
your body burned in the ghat by the river)

Perhaps your brothers rode by your side
as you carried her to the crossing over

(then more angels came,
always the angels coming to my door)

I only sit quietly,
drinking my coffee
writing this poetry
(and letting all my dreams come true)

Don't you see
the goddess keeps
replenishing your table
with so much bounty

(she holds you in her
arms
while you are sleeping)

Stands Guard while you
are waking

When your life pours
out the fullness of itself
I will be smiling
right by your side
always by your side

We are images
(haunted by
images)

We got different
songs
runnin' through our
souls
(voice of your own)

So now you stand vigil
through the long night
Guardian Angel
over us all

Life shines kindness
on us all and our love
is not big enough

This whole life
is just
a feverish night

Dare you come
to know the immortal
being within

(only when ultimately free
will you come to
fly this way)

come,
let's go!

Freedom is
Freedom

( no one is there)

Love is love
(it is only everywhere)

no one has it
everything is it

Show me the Buddhas
(these are my friends)
smoking, drinking
loving

Feed on what
the Gods have delivered
(we know where paradise is
we lived by the water's edge)
Feasting

Shotgun freedom
Motorcycle karma
(Crush of Goddess skin)

It's much easier
to live on the edge
(once the fear is gone)

I have been lucky
(these angels keep visiting me)

We didn't need to
be told to be free
(we were already gone)

Hard to believe
the angel's bones
will one day be scattered

(I know the world wants
tangible results
gold and silver
it can touch)

Ahhh
But my angel and I...

Metamorphosised from
light to now

(magic human form dancing
in the stillness of 4th dimensional
creation)

Dance mama dance
I can hear the music
even in the silence
the magnetism between us
has created all
worlds

Look in the Mirror
and repeat after me;

You are the one
you are the ONE

TimeSearchers
we are the ones
sifting through the
infinity of now

(sparkling inside of
one another)

We give ourselves power
in different ways

(different ways of allowing our
beauty and love to reflect
back on us)

Saw you slip around the
corner
(away from yourself)

You looked to be made
entirely of light

(gazing at a dust covered reflection)
The dirt outlined your form

(you were searching for a being of
light who would never leave you)

What did we leave behind
beloved
or did we rip open all the
sutures

Light brother
(where I saw you
on the warrior path
resplendent with the Goddess-shine)

Winning the fight
after all this time
letting love out

(from you super-heart)

Searched my soul
when you

reaching for spirits
in the darkness

in ecstasy
we were simply

stumbling through hearts
this amazing world pushing us,

into the arms of angels
we cannot avoid falling

Best advice I can give you:
Keep an eye out for the unicorn
she could be hiding anywhere

(waiting for the improbability
of you)

Sweet one,
who guides me beside
clear waters,

Fills my cup with tenderness

Some wanna go eazy
some like a firework
some hang on as long as they can
some turn the lights off early

some feel like one moment
of perfect beauty was worth
the whole journey

What does an American-poet
dream of
(fast machines on wide highways
plush realities fueled with silver and gold)


(fear the lawnmower-people
square houses
legislative chains)

Find the free ones
beautiful strangers dancing
to hidden music

Treasure each moment
be complete within the self
(always notice wings unfolding)

Some find ecstasy and pain
to be love

And I know I'm cradled in the
wings of mother earth
and lifted to the heavens in
God's arms

Eagle marks my ascent
friend of the higher soul
(we celebrate in golden
sunlight)

She's so human
and that's what I love
about her

(we were gonna fly
away to Mexico
or somewhere

But we don't need to anymore
cuz we already left wherever
it was we were

and changed direction so
at least one ship won't
sink)

If you have love in
your heart for me

fly a little higher

TO THE PEOPLE ASKING WHAT WILL I DO

The best things in life
I have not felt that I made an effort
I did not plan

I simply WAS the thing
Poetry flows like water and love and
tears and blood (from my soul, from my
heart, from my mind)

It was no effort to caress her perfect body,
spread my wings and fly with her spirit,
join the running river of her mind

(suddenly I was in a summer meadow
in the mountains of Quebec)

Who am I to have
seen the Golden Gods

Be lavished with the
Goddesses' charms

Yet the lotus
has opened

People of my tribe
spirits
friends
lovers
come

I am dancing by the
fire for you
dancing because I know
you will
come

And we sang to
the Old Ones
(the Sacred Ones)

Our bodies
(simply gifts from
heaven)
Lit from within
(you know that you are star
sacred to me
star sacred)

There's a certain
kind of freedom
that we share

the kind where
ya just don't die

(absolutely shit-house
crazy in the best
of ways)

yes
and yes
I say yes to every
question you have for
me

I say yes to your soul
and yes to your body
and your mind
and your heart
and your face
(hair eyes skin
dreams fears)

When we knew the promise
from reverse
and the end came tumbling
at the beginning

(starting from infinity
all roads led to this moment)

QUESTION FOR MY POETRY


Do you have the power to release her
(I have the power to do all things)


Did you have the power to hold her
(She held herself to you with infinite force
she is part of the power)

What parts of ying and yang have I confused
enough to lose track of where we spun off to

(you must sift through the wreckage of your power until
you find the mustard seed: Planting the seed, will grow the
tree)

A thief in the garden
search with your
light

Search within

The love-journey
of reaching ourselves

(wings outstretched
glide over a life)

Pulled the trigger
on this life of pain and
ecstasy (I know the hidden
flight of eagles)

I am a bullet

These poetry
times we died
alive

each others magic
third world miasma high
20th century failings

(enlightened city
constructing itself amid
ruins and ecstasy)

We are a
time/space
conundrum

We are the same souls
waiting to meet

Brave children
we knew the time
would come

(Time moves from every direction
towards now
towards the axis of
us)

my poetry has the freedom
to do whatever it wants

my poems are not about my
life

they are about my poetry

I may be able to stop her
from coming through my door

But I am not allowed to stop the muse
(that would be violating the agreement of
freedom with the motion
of words)

these poems are not about you
they are about what the images of
you fragmented through my
mind have
become

perhaps her life,
like her name,
will also prove to be
a palindrome

Just as juicy and alive
from both directions
all leading to the moment
I saw here glowingly floating
in time

(milky skin
dancers repose
black pleated skirt)

Warm hand
melting a hole
in me

Where dreams leak in
and out

Hey rider,
where you cruisin

(sunset,
sunrise
moontimes)

go eazy
go crazy
go strong

swimming through the river
of cosmos I found you

(poetry
ecstasy
tears

Distill themselves
into
Music)

eye to eye
you & you
life is an interaction with
one's self

(with existence)

Take these moments
of beautiful destruction
between us and let
them be

we ourselves never
fail
(the dream of you
intertwined with my
viscous DNA)

the blood of killers
in us
rampaging mammals of destruction
(that's why the softness of the bubble
we created has
sustained for
so long)

moments of ecstasy
(poetry is everywhere,
but only the poets see it)

Freedom is more terrifying
than imprisonment,

maybe that's why freedom is the
mantra,
most often chanted
behind the bars of
conformity

I care for the riders
those of the long road
vision beyond themselves

I have no secrets
I confess everything in 
my poetry

If my life was merely
a sweet-ecstatic-manic
Ride...

If this one ride was
metal-burnt fuel- stabbing- violent speed
furious sound
absorbed into
night-pavement

Pressed forcibly upon standers-by
(you would be an angel that
changed the ride
changed-my-time)

 

We are a people that
push beyond walls
(there are no walls, Son
there are No walls)

Only windows without glass
doors in the middle of the ocean
(doors into the spaces we haunted)

Meet me back in our heaven
(the one we vibrated out into the open
that night in the thick darkness,
with the stars, trees and Indian
spirits)

Somewhere,
inside of us
lives the place
the spider knows

(Last night,
while I sat in streetlight
darkness,
on the steps of a
church...)

Run with both
dogs
You need the power
of your light and
your dark

Presence of a warrior
changes everything

(I think we knew how
beautiful we were
even at the time)

eyes shinning out of
our lights

even our sneakers glowed
music of your voice
harmonics of our
souls drifting
through the spheres

(catch a firefly)

I will bear the pain
of all the glory I've seen
Open highway rolling
engine beating out
percussive violence

(rivers of angels streaming
into heavenly repose)

Finding the Buddhas
leaving the Buddhas
to follow my own
road

your name is
what I call

the sacred Goddess
of the inner realms

I will be your angel
(keep your dreams alive)

I will be your shield
(protect you when you
cry)

I will be your wings
(guide you while you
fly)

Forever Goddess of
the inner realms

The Miracle of us
persists

The Healing of us
Exists

Birds of a sky
we don't understand

(cosmic flight of
wonder)

you reach deeper than
stars

deeper than stillness

(impressions of you
alter my...)

that place
gave birth to the
blending of us

(it changed the spiders
and that praying Mantis
I found
sitting in the doorway)

and the moon
came up new
after the circle
shifted
everything

we are the spirit
shapers of this world

and what is beyond
the worlds is the
place where we
are one

(my beloved)

I invoked your name
inside the sacred circle

(right before the god-center of
light poured down truth
into my heart-self)

it was earth-truth
and sky-love

I went into the ground
and the plants of the field
embraced me

(chants of the elders
guiding

chants of the elders
guiding)

If we are two
strands of
one spirit

(...I am at a loss
for words)

...besides triggering
some kind of ecstasy
outside and inside of
me

...(she writes
exquisite poetry)

Freedom is the
risk of being yourself

(path of your aloneness)

Sweet Goddess
of my freedom

(Thank you
for the fire)

Meditate
with
my
poetry

Beautiful
lover

The diamonds you
covet
are but broken stones

(the inner-kingdom
awaits you

the true diamond
is the center

of your own
being)

we found the
little red angel
hidden inside

the box of
tea

Wouldn't
it be funny
if they put it
there

Just for us

love without fear
entering your own
source

You
are the Goddess
in the mirror

reflecting
the light

of the soul
we both
share

escaped a thousand
traps
(fires,
crashes)

Dodged a hundred
bullets,
radio-wave-freedom

Tuning to self-
harmonics


outlet of universal
power

Radio freedom
guitar anguish

streetlight transience
third world opulence

desert silence
pavement patience

(nothing can stop
the time that stopped
between us)

So lost rider,
are we lonely
in the forest,
together.


(We dream of love
and ourselves
from the shadow
of our perfect spirits)

Let the rivers run
they must meet in the
end

I am the soul-
rider of eternal-
self

When you
come home I
will already
be there

Home is where
the soul
lives

It's like Pune
(inside my soul)

when the eyes of my
soul opened
you were there

(you had always
been there)

You
Are
The
Path

Would some one ask...

"If I was a poem would you rip my
page out of the book and steal me
from the library"

"If I was a record album would you have bought
me in the 70's, listened to me until the grooves wore
out

Opened my cover, and placed it on your dresser,
like and angel with outspread wings"

"If I was a loud, hot, leaky, nasty Harley, from
way back when,
would you take me through the empty streets of
night, so fast you could almost fly,
would you crash me into whatever would not
yield to you

walk away without a scratch and manifest the
money to take you to a strange Asian paradise
a place that you could come home from
but a place your spirit
would never leave"

"I am an epic southern rock song"~ASG


GREEN GRASS AND HIGH TIDES

In a place you only dream of
Where your soul is always free
Silver stages, golden curtains
Filled my head, plain as can be
As a rainbow grew around the sun
All the stars above who died came from
Somewhere beyond the scene you see
These lovely people played just for me

Now if I let you see this place
Where stories all ring true
Will you let me past your face
To see what's really you
It's not for me I ask this question
As though I were a king
For you have to love, believe, and feel
Before the burst of tambourines take you there

Green grass and high tides forever
Castles of stone, souls and glory
Lost faces say we adore you
As kings and queens bow and play for you

Those who don't believe me
Find your souls and set them free
Those who do, believe and know
This time will be your key
Time and time again I've thanked them
For a peace of mind
That helped me find myself
Amongst the music and the rhyme
That enchants you there

Green grass and high tides forever
Castles of stone, souls and glory
Lost faces say we adore you
As kings and queens bow and play for you

Yeah, they play just for you

~Outlaws 1975

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKbk_dQ8Mhg

When I used to
get high
(with you)

When I used to
get high
(with you)


(you know I've always flown
in my soul
and on the road
and smashed down walls
when they got in my way
but...)

When I used to get high
with you...

I like this
way of being
my own

(poems)

we are the authors
of these bodies
of poetry

Lucky you
lucky me

Candlelight
and I can almost
feel the night
you told me about
the moon power

Winter vibes
and celestial light
(I think it was the solstice)

Isn't it beautiful
that we get to resonate
with each other's spirits

(and the soft spaces
we created)

Distant sound of the
steamboat's horn

summer breeze floating
sweet incense smoke

Heaven shines through my
door

I write your name
in incense smoke

I bring the vibration
higher for you

Come join me
(in this
innner space)

Beloved dancer
share your self

mother
earth
power

stretching to the beyond
(bend right back to me)

I am the home of your
heart of fire

Come to me
sacred goddess-woman

I am inside the
space we created

I am a simple weaver of
things

a spider spinning a single
thread

Poetry of the buddhas
and the spider's web

the magic kept spilling out
of you

my beloved,

I thank the universe that gave you
a place to be

formed your body from the stars

( a perfect stillness

river of poetry that you are )

we walked
on the trail

you asked me
the questions

only buddhas can answer

They gave us our paradise
we squandered it on wishes

we are alive in the space our
souls blended

I was born
on Rock n' Roll

Nobody ever
put a chain
on me

You must be
the angel reading
all these poems

(thank-you)

Wild power
of the outlaw fringe
leave tommorow behind

smash the glass of
the past

We been ridin for a long
time
my brother

We been ridin for a long time

(when it's time to die
we're gonna ride)

time to leave,
time to love
time to fly

cause I'm tellin you
only outlaws
ride the way they want to

She was a way of
haunting myself

(faded Simulacra)

4 ATIT

It was beautiful to have
you here with us

The Pune-Highs
and Goa-Times

(I saw you dancing with the
girls, from the corner
of my Eye)

Always figured you could
fly

Yes, you knew
exactly how to
fly

Angels embrace
mountaintop refuge
(regardless of wounded
wings)

We fly

still got some ridin to do
(put away the pictures of you)

I like the broken road

Build bridges to yourself

what did we find on
these transcontinental meanderings

*goddesses
*meaning
*gold and silver

Love,wings,flight
sadness

summa tha shit is tattooed across
my heart

you would know

(midnight union,
you know I never told a soul)

Sweet temptation of her
broken mind
(throw stones at my own
mirrors instead)

Planetary cycles
moon outcomes
solar habits

(replace them with lost
mythologies
absent facticity
barren forests of incomprehensible
solitude)

TO THE ONES WHO KNOW

we stumbled wide eyed into the cavernous
depths of the cathedrals,
bewildering heights of the castles,

with the trance-dance vibes
and day/night glow clothes
brown sunglasses sheilding our eyes
from the opulence

they brought us food and wine on gold and silver
trays,

and the women filtered sunlight
smoke city-miasma
we rode through the goat herds
and the painted trucks
and the chaos,
intuition guiding through the speed

sleepless night of the disco-kind
DJ worlds of colored lights
split fragments of mind's-eye prisms

shattered by her beauty she changes form,
the girls flow like oceans
changing shape of the goddess
envelopes death-freedom
pushing beyond the
edge

The poetry of everywhere
and everything (i've ever seen)

pours out of me constantly
visible,
like torrents of dreams

They say the Buddha said,
"You only lose what you
cling to"

(I never shoulda lost you)

we hadda lotta rock n roll
and the good-times just keep on comin

way we used to ride all night
sacred into the dawn

(we were angel warriors and
I could see you'd grown your
wings again)

we didn't have to talk about
the dragon power
And the Goa vibe

Just another friday night at the
Pyramids

we'd fly across the street to
my Hotel room

Monkeys eating papayas
saddhus smoking their brains out

Jai Babba!
Jai Jai
babba

cowboys and
outlaws
always ride again

(savin for a strong horse...
bein American to me
means ain't
nobody can mess me
around)

And so I took
the wild road

followed my own
heart-song

And; the wild horses
mountain peaks
intricate beauty of the spider's
web

(way our spirits
intertwined
perfectly)

Letter to You

Can't you see my poems
are all written across the sky
for you

And that all those records
they made back in the
70's

those songs were surely meant
for me
and
you


(i sent for a black guitar this
past saturday,
just waitin for the postman
to bring it home to me

gonna sing my songs with
that guitar

and every time I strum a string
your gonna feel it
brush your
soul)

after the bones
and the ashes

I'll meet you
(after the fire
and the dreams)

if we all were angels

Shall we define
sadness as what
we have lost

or what we have
replaced

or is life representative
of a circle spinning,
in a cirlce,

around other spheres
(we must be somewhere hovering
inside the stillness)

Can you feel the
forever written across my heart
everything in this universe
must eventually move

through you
I can feel it all
my love is
everywhere

what was sacred shifts
smoke leaving the space
it once was

I'm afraid
to look too closely
into your dreams,

it's better just to know you
in the misty realms

where the only thing that
exists is
everything

and the only way I remember you
is
everywhere

Remember when we
(unleashed the hidden
power of our
dormant omnipotence)

That summer
was kind of like
this summer

always in each other's
summers

Waking dreams
(this life is made of
substance we don't
understand)

(to think that I once
held the magic of
you)

There is a certain
kind of freedom
(in everything)

I better get up
on the Mountain

For the Mountain
never lies

We have access
to the Goddess
(we are all infants
in her arms)

We shook off the
cosmic dust and
sat down to drink 
sweet earth

Ground down roots,
inhaled particles of
light

(we are simply endless streams
of magic photons)

The cosmos is
waiting for you
to understand

that it understands you perfectly.
imagine: a galaxy smiling when
you smile

releived to imbue you
with powers
outside of your dreaming

It's interesting that
the entire world was created

So that I could place
a firefly in your hand

we don't need
Avatars

We need warm
winds

There is a painting of me riding away,
and a snapshot of returning home

Shamanic departure
she will guide us now
star-angel

Make us fly like you
let us fly with you
(we are already the freedom
we long for)

We must have gone
with her
(on the sacred spirit
journey)

When we all
lifted
our wings up
(at the precise moment
of departure)

this cosmology
we've created
(a billion times over)

Each time I find you,
time slows

I must have placed those
letters, in the box,
on the shelf,
in the garage
(twenty-plus-years ago)
as a message to myself
(in the future)

So this is time travel...
(we must still be in love)
I shoulda' tatooed your name
over every inch
of my body

None of these important
things are
important

Job
home
wife

Busy yourself with these distractions,
for if you pause,
you will have to answer
(to yourself)

Showed me beyond
the beyond

Parisian-bitch of the
first degree

(pyramid resonated perfectly
with the soul-song)

So sorry I'm not
pathological enough to play
The-Straight-Game

Line up all my ducks in a
row and steal perfectly legally

Ring, fence, kids
Production, reproduction, consumption

Choose a party,
Dress right,
look right
invest right
(live an empty life,
be dead inside)

We fade out from
this life
(burn so hot it leaves
a scar)

Waves passing
light that's travelled a million
years to reach earth

(shines brightly for a moment
of infinity)

when this cosmos resumes
it's march into nothingness
something intangible
remains

of us

Maybe you oughta
visit me in the spirit world
sometime (Like in a dream!)

Then maybe that will bring
your body, physically
into my life
where we can grow together
like trees

Believe me
I found the answers
but the answers don't
answer

the question lingers
faced each day

Caught between the spider's web
and a goldminer's dream

measured in solar units
we mete out visions

(quantification fails
to capture the radiant abundance
of magic spilling forth
from that handful of moments
we touched)

We sacrificed our
golden futures for now
(which is an accumulation of
what happened)


Mutable destiny swims around us
and every decision is perfect
we will find each other
everytime

This life equals,
momentary pause between flight

After our orbit
subsides

remnants

Beggars & Kings

We became gods for a while
no one seemed to notice,
so we turned up the radio,
(playin' some old school)

sorta slipped
into paradise
unnoticed

I watched these holy men
carrying her,
to the other side
(I heard one of them whispering,
"Sacred spirit woman")

They moved in a space
in-between worlds
all three of their spirits
dancing together

They sang the way for her

I am the child
of a Beautiful woman

The world of images we construct
what else is there

Matter is what we imagine
it

Dreams are less fragile than smoke
more solid than rock

Angels wings
stronger than cold
steel

rollin thru
the gears
we glide

ecstatic lifetimes
(organic flash)

I wrote poems
because I knew I could
read them to you

Knew you would marvel
at the experience opening
inside

You are in a place my
poems cannot follow

(when I can leave my
poems behind,
I'll meet you
on the other side)

What is it we offer
each life passing by
(each other walking
by)

What kind of ghosts will we
become
(images in black & white)

One picture,
in a frame
explains the
rest of the story

From your perspective,
I am back,
In someone else's,
I am gone

In my own:
I'm moving through beautiful
dreams, one after the other

Be, in this gift
knowing there is pain

Give thanks for your heart
and how it can break open
flooding the world

with light

They didn't really tell us what
this life is about
(how we would gain everything,
how it was all free)

How it would all fade
how we would lose things so precious

(i can't understand how my mother,
is younger than I am now,
in the beautiful black and white photographs)

The softenss of the flowers of her beauty
pierce me gently...
I never really looked at those photographs
til now

Never understood how alive she was
how in love my parents were
how alive and beautiful they were,
in the photos from the 60's and early 70's

She beams like a queen while she's holding me
and I don't understand how I, the infant in the photo
am myself growing old.

Perhaps we will meet again, when
time bends itself around again,
we could laugh in black & white,
My mother and I, the same age,
in some black & white New York cafe...
I'm sure she laughed very
loudly

THIS IS THE WAY IT REALLY IS

The universe waves a magic wand
 incarnating you into a body.
you grow to adulthood.

then,the universe,
points a bony finger at you:
COMMANDING;
"Find your exact center
before you are dispersed
back into the cosmos"

I liked the way
she always read
my poetry

time travel through memory

Waltzing with Proust                                                       

And if this is our
destiny, the way
everything turned out

(tell it to the mountian,
with its sleet storms,
salamanders and enveloping
mists)

Lost in mysteries
we claim to understand
life does not consist of
the paradigms we
have constructed

feel your way through darkness
the heart has a vision of
its own

First, I knew my mother
then my father,
then the Mountain

Time passes in stillness.
Imminence of now

calling forth presence of
self, walking up a rocky steepness
into the one
cathedral

I tried to break
free into you

we melted some holes
in the wall

enough to see the moon
(enough to give birth to
something alien)

Time is more than a singularity
time is already there
it's only bodies moving that we
notice

Bodies turning
(we are shifting something
gray hairs in the mirror give the
illusion of something transient)

We are using mass to integrate
and disintegrate
spirits without location playing,
beyond any coordinate system

You taught us to
believe
be free
fly

we live lives of control

forget about who you
became
(what your reflection told you today)
dreams of past-present-future

it's only wings
it's only flight

Don't think anything
keep being who you are
stay on the perfect path

It is not summer
until a woman
sings to you
under open skies

when the dreamers;
(emerge from the mists)
(get off the cloud of smoke)
(step into the sunlight of this
fantasy)

When the dreamers...( Ehhh-hem...loudly clearing throat)
realize how high we've been
(inside a dream inside THE dream)
(how torn we've been @ not having
access to one anothers bodies)

they will make ammends,
carry us on great winds
of god's wings

Follow the Tropic of Cancer
(you're own Goddess thread)

equatorial bliss
waits just on the other side
of what you percieve as
limitations

Why don't you get a new tattoo
sell your horse and walk
sell your castle for a fast horse
always show every tattoo on your body

walk with the dead
sleep with the living
grow orchards in the forest
remember every love, every day

celebrate the house of your spirit
dance alone
dance with the whole village
embrace the young
support the old

let yourself die,
very slowly

& When We Rise Again

Our spirits are still
Intertwined
(part of the great spider's web)

cosmic jewels resplendant
(fruit of the sacred tree)

The free ones
(never dreamed of goin' straight)

too crazy to be contained
(she lit up the club,
and the sidewalks,
streets,
subways,
even the river)

Flew in from Siberia,
left for Mexico

(right after we went
supernova)

It's good to break open
(with sunlight)

We understood certain promises
beyond tangibility

breathing our magic we
fly into the
sacred spaces of warm
unknown

Into the mystery
(keep on moving,
keep on moving)

We are our own
ghosts

Let me tell you something
friend...
it's a long road
(long flash of lightning)
this life is just a rainbow
for a child
it's just a rainbow for a child
my friend

Yes I know my road
yes I know my road my friend
and I must be travellin on
if your road's the same as mine for a
while
yes if your road's the same as mine for
a while

I'd love to walk with you my
friend
with you my dear friend

and I'd give all the gold I have
oh all the gold I have
yes I'd give every bit of
gold I have to
leave you with a smile

leave you with a smile
leave you with a smile my
friend

To Die a good death
now that is something

letting your spirit explode
adding more light
to the world

(to die a brave death
with only love in your
heart)

we came here for
reasons salted beyond
memory

(ask the water
before it joined the river
to go somewhere)

You want to go somewhere
my beloved
(come with me)

Let us begin the shaking out
of our shaman selves
I know you have taken the first
step

out of deep love
for your precious children
we will follow
goddess

we will
follow

So this is the
oneness

Wings
smooth union
terrapin solitude

always alive
rock solid by my side
(45)

roll hard
never back down
speak the truth

without a sound

Sacred spirit woman
we know you must
be on your way now

we have held the gate open
into a garden of light
where you once kissed us with
stars

It's time to go now
(sacred spirit woman)
back into all of us

I am an unquantifiable force
travelling
travelling

The magic was alive
in my heart before
I knew what magic was

Before I understood gold
or love
they simply were there
all around me

we reaped our gold
buried the treasure
nursed our wounds

after the war

(the adventure would not leave
us alone, haunted by our
former dispensation)

The demons came,
one by one

Yet we dispatched them
in favor of hearth & heart
(still something burned inside)

a thing not to be satisfied

until we answered the phantoms,
reckoned with old sorrows
gave birth to innocence

why do we ride
this way through
the universe

(this trip indicates
infinite splendor
of the unseen)

You are all
the eternal return
of your own
love

When you surrender
life gives you
everything that's
yours

We used to think the
machines would free us

Kickstart
chrome
Iron
Oil
Smoke

They gave each other
back the borrowed coins

Waitin' around to become
immortal

Why invest in dying

(eagle wings
shamanistic freedom)

make trumpets
from my bones

remember when we were gods
and angels

ancient machines sputtered, roared,
ripped through paradise.

we left tokens, offerings,
robes, strange fruit and incense
by the back gate

hid oursleves in alien garb
danced to the river with dieties
watched bodies burn
in celebration

Humbled by pyramid meditations
we sat silently by the square lakes
waiting for what
had been
promised

Those nights we tried to
stay in paradise

I surrender them
to the goddess

Whose beauty
is everywhere

surrender to
the infinite
power
(of love)

Trusting that she's always
been there
(never gonna be away)

It only looks
as if things
(have changed)

Sweet power of
evolution

technological dominance
creates new worlds

of fragile gods &
broken promises

Sometimes
(tossed on the waves
crashing on the shores)

Vampiric Goddesses
imbibing his mortality

(sometimes he would hear
the battlecry of
fallen soldiers
storming the walls

catch a glimpse of Hector's
shield flashing in the distance)

almost drowning
almost consumed by monsters
the best of his crew
the best men he ever knew

dead or gone
gone home so long ago

fair Achilles resting with the
gods somewhere

Time crushing his heart
Titans battering him from
all sides

Nothing but the promise
of home

(someday reaching home)

Outside the stream
(inside this matrix of
dreams)

mind-steam
mind-stream

clouds won't stand still
straddling centuries
we crumble

passion of demons
passion of angels

lifetimes
sacrificed
on the edge

wait space
create
(chase gold)

love later
learn later
be here now (sometime later,

We are all
looking for home

some kind of surrender
waits for us all

Of The Enchanted Mountain

beloved dancer
we remained
for one instant
two halves of the seed
with just one covering

(I am hidden inside you)
(you are invisible all around me)

afterburners
outpost
outlier
remnants

pilgrims on the border
of the unknown
lost/lonely &
in love

Souls scouring this
planet for signs
of the divine

Transplanted beings of light
screaming towards heavens
(floating through milleniums)

I will remember your name